Category Archives: Glastonbury where mystery and realiity meeton the crossroads of benevolence

A horizon of halo’s A dormitory force Through the arch of the tower The levels the source Being watched by a pigeon Apparently who Took his place there in flight It’s what bold souls do The one on the ground … Continue reading →

It’s portrays a resilient character St Michael’s Tower has stood Guarding this vast area A monastery once good Atop the great TOR overlooking Glastonbury where Today we have a myriad A utopia to share

Awash with wind the grasses Wavelike in the morn A somber kind of day A most creative Dawn Darkly skies presenting St Michael’s tower aloft The Tor itself creating seemingly a soft Sensation very different From the day before

It’s quietly observed on a Tor of immensity Head in the Clouds objective and sensibly Seen by so many who know where it’s at In the sulphurous clouds where forever it’s sat Over seeing the levels all misted and magical … Continue reading →

Zig zags of saffron and brimstone this morning June looks like shining it’s light and the dawning An early responsiveness relates to the gold St Michael’s Tower imagine how old How long it’s been watching the magical space Where the … Continue reading →

A visual of playfulness A true concoction Light forces naturalness St Michael’s Tower The Tor a great force field A path to forever the artistic genius Such a magical power

A halo of purple pink and blue Crowning glory and very true St Michael’s Tower atop the TOR A path to heaven who dares ignore The bee’s the pollinators they Create the beautiful look today

Like a crown on the head of a giant Sulphur and brimstone a huge glare Lights up the streets of Glastonbury The levels come to life they share A watery green rich home for animals Ducks and fishes and cows … Continue reading →

Burnished gold it’s seems to hold A majesty proclaiming Atop the Tor let’s just adore A light force that’s is flaming The arch of brighter diadems Behold a sky of blue A vision of forever And Glastonbury Anew

The tower just resembles A fairy tale scene Buttery buttercups Softly they lean Gently progressing Softly they feel Brighter than ever And ever so real Glastonbury’s magic Who dares to conceal

Brimstone and saffron Feel it just breathe it A golden horizon The gilt on the cake From the TOR and the Tower A true generosity Spirits are rising And we feel so awake

Dragons sporting  human legs Are in deed the chosen ones Glastonbury’s History Spoke of them Their image stuns The bravest ever warriors But Michelle snapped a shot Red and white They say both bite But it doesn’t hurt a lot

Burnished gold The trees of old The magic of the day An ancient lane A weather vane To the Tor and tower We make our way Breathe in the essence Of the morning Absorb the light And each new day … Continue reading →

Warm like sunset Orange perfect Misty moments Trees appear Emanation our salvation Every motion Like an ocean Such devotion It doth clear

Nature the greatest artist All the wonderful green The branches how they dangle Creating such a scene Her brushes depicting The subtlety and soul The TOR the Tower Just every hour

Magical mists of mysterious form Riding spectacularly into a warm Bathing crescendo the levels of green Delivered expressively silently seen The hills came alive expressing a view A remarkable capture enlivened by dew     written in an old cottage … Continue reading →

It’s stood the test of centuries Taking on the storm Gusts and gentle billowing Cool and cold and warm Loving weathers seasons Michelle every day Exploring the perfection Of the Tor and tower And in a way Glastonbury the magical … Continue reading →

It’s plainly very beautiful Glastonbury at rest The varied greens of Springtime So many of us rest Upon our magical laurels On top of the Tor St Michaels Tower So evident Who could want for more

Just feel the sun Close up and real St Michael’s Tower Does it appeal Of course it does Silhouettes of people Caught In varying sets A bounteous sky A magic sphere And what you see You of course hold dear

Different kinds of sunrise Burnished gold affairs St Michael’s Tower Gives back each shower Of true and brightly shares Amazing light so moving Sensationally so Glastonbury is given That wondrous morning glow

It just looks so still So peaceful It will occupy minds A message to spill Over the levels Somerset’s soul Succinct and suggestive Of histories role In establishing freedom

Sun drenched golden branches Wisps of lacy bough The TOR in all its glory A story book of how Precipitous desiring And sun an  outstanding  point of view A fantasy in the making As all our dreams come true

The sun picks out the sparkling jewels Of St Michael’s Tower It boldly stands remarkably Every single hour Heading up the path to light As we walk the glorious Tor Heading across the levels Where the sun beams now explore … Continue reading →

A wrap of ermine Riches Sacrosanct and raw The mist of boundless ages Dancing on the Tor It Lifts the tower to greater heights That climb for me on high Glastonbury’s magic Where antiquities May lie

There is snow in the offing A weird kind of sky The sheep taste the grass No word of a lie It’s sweet it’s abundant A curious sight The Tor and the tower And the honest delight